Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1887-09-30
She Would Have Her Way.
SHE HAD SEVERAL BRAINS AND USED
THEM.
TRYING TO MARRY A GIRL WITH
OUT HER CONSENT.
HOW THE WOOL WAS PULLED
OVER THE EYES OF OLD MONEY
BAGs-THE TERRORs OF HOUSE
CLEANING.


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rich as l need to be already. What
do | gain by another $4,000"
Old Herodotus Howard stared at
his saucy granddaughter as If she
had propounded piece of rank
heresy-as indeed it vas in his
system of everyday theology.
"ViOIet, you are fool" said he,
harshly. "And It's lucky for you
you have a grandfather who can
look after your interests better than
you seem able to do yourself Mr..
Ericsson is to be here tomorrow
afternoon. And YOU will please
with an irOnical emphasis on the
''receive him as your future
husband
Violet opened vide her sancy
brown eyes.
"And what is to become OF Oliver
Bolton y she asked demurely.
"Oliver Bolton is nothing to
ME - stormed her grandfather.
And Mr.. Howard irotted of
down the garden path to look at
his buds OF tulips and iOnqullS.
Violet's eyes followed her grand
father with a mlschievous sparkle
in their hazel deOths.
"Now wonder - she thought to
herself, 'if grandpapa really thinks
l am going TO tie myself tor life to
that old fossil of a Calico Ericsson :.
To carry his slippers, pour hiS tea,
listen 10 his lectures upon the
movement cure and salt water
bathing for-nObody can guess
how many years Not If | know
myself. I've got to be very eau
tious. for l know grandpapa owes
him q deal of money, and poor
grandpapa has been very kind to
me, even though he don't quite
understand how Oliver and / feel
toward each other "
Violet sat down on the arm
house step, her cheek resting in
one hand, and pondered deeply.
Presently Violet rose up again
and went into the house, only stop
ping TO gather a cluster of CHINA
mon roses to pin in her golden
brown hair as she went.
"DOrcas >" said she, putting her
face into the kitchen, where the
stained maid-servant was chOpping
suet for an unctuous pudding.
Dorcas looked mp, even her hard
countenance softening at the radi-
ant apparitlOn of youth and beauty
in her homely kitchen world,
"Well. Miss VTlet"
1--WE shall commence to clean
house tomorrow
so clean house. Miss V'let,
and COMPANY coming"
ViOlet's brOws contracted.
COMPANY ought to make no
difference at a regular institution
like this, DOrcas."
I've Y well, Miss Vfiet.'
And Violet weut singing off to
skim the cream for tea.
Mr.. Ericsson came in the next
evenings stage, complacently LOOK
ing forward to country air, country
rest. and county delicacies, after
his long ani dusty journey. lie
was a portly, well-preServed Old
gentleman, with a bald head,
lyed mustache and a set Of ex-
penSive false teeth, who considered
that, as money had bought pretty
much everything else in the world
for bin, it might wind up matters
by purchasing a pretty eighteen
year-Old wife in the personality of
Violent Howard
Mr.. Howard had gone to the
nearest village that dag on some
legal business and only cOntrives
to meet his expected visitor at the
very garden gate.
"D-lighted TO see you, Pm sure"
said Mr.. Howard, taking off his
stove-pipe hat and hopping his
brow with a spotless silk pocket
handkerchief. Lovely spring wealth.
er we're having. Yes, yes; walk
in, walk 10. Dorcas, where's Miss
Violet ?"
DOrcas. who made her appear
ance with a visage as stony as that
of the Gorgons and her head tied
up in a towel, set down her pail and
scrubbing brush.
"She is upstairs. sir, poliShin'
the back windys."
polishing the back windows.
my granddaughter :"
ayes, sir. We're cleaning house,
sir,7 chuckled DOrcas.
"The deuce you are -
Mr.. Towards under jaw dropped.
He turned to his guest.
"There is no accounting for
woman's freaks" said he sOuIly.
"But I certainly told Violet you
were coming"
"DOn beg Of you, lie, me in
teriere with any OF your household
arrangements" said Mr.. Ericsson,
whose idea of house cleaning con-
sisted of leaving dirty room in
the morning, ami coming back to
new curtains, fresh chair covers
and polished furniture at night.
You see our old bachelor had yet
much TO learn.